All Chapters of Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ivory As we continued walking through the snowy landscape, Rukky began to unravel the mysteries of Ghost-eyes. She spoke of a lineage with a unique connection to the spiritual realm, granting us the ability to perceive and manipulate the thoughts and emotions of others. It was a power given to the chosen, and I was part of that legacy. "You see when a child is born with ghost eyes, it means the soul has travelled between the land of the living and that of the dead and now has a permanent connection to both worlds. While one exists outside of time, the other is confined within it, and people like us can transcend time," She said, and I was in complete silence. "Queen Aliana was an anomaly. There's a significant reason for this: her soul wasn't claimed as your ticket to cross over. Every Ghost-eye child loses their mother at birth. The gatekeeper demands the necessary trade to keep the gate open for us. Somehow, the gatekeeper didn't require anything from you, but you don't possess th

Jasmine I felt a bit awkward where I sat. My mother was smiling. It was evident that she was in high spirits. I looked at Mathias, and his eyes gave nothing away. In fact, he seemed a bit annoyed, and I wondered what his deal was. "How was your day?" My mother asked, and I didn't know what to tell her. At that moment, I had forgotten that I said I was going to the hospital to help. She would only be asking because she might know I wasn't in the hospital. "Where is the food?" I asked, trying to change the topic, and looked at my mother. "My day was fine. Nothing out of the ordinary," I said, wanting her to drop it. To my aid, the servers started bringing the food. We were served appetisers, and my father used that moment to speak to Aeron. "Aeron, your friends will be staying with your father. I would have preferred they stayed with you, but I know you have your hands full," He said, and I could swear Mathias almost laughed. Did they know something? "Anyway, regardless, I w

Jasmine I couldn't believe Aeron had given me a pet name. I could understand his need to do so since my parents call me Princess, too, but it seemed he had put a lot of thought into it. Calling me his little sun made me feel like the only light in his darkness, as he repeatedly told me in his own twisted, dark way. I knew Aeron was a complicated guy, and maybe we would move at a gradual pace; as long as he had eyes for only me, I was okay with it. His hands were on my bare tight, and I would lie if I said the prospect of his hand moving up and invading between my legs did not flood my mind. It did. It was all I could think of. I imagined his finger inside me and maybe him parking the car somewhere and satiating my need, but I was too shy to ask for it. There was something about my feelings for Aeron that made the request close to impossible. I would rather give off the signals and hope he picks them up and obliges. I just couldn't ask. I looked at him as he focused on the road a

~Mathias~ I left my father's office and decided to check on my mother. I knew she would be having breakfast in the garden. It had been a long time since I spent time with her. Thirty minutes with her before going on the errand my father sent me would be harmless. I strolled through the grand halls of our palace, the echo of my footsteps a familiar sound. The scent of polished wood and aged books filled the air as I made my way to the kitchen. I hoped Aunty Ania was responsible for the pastries for breakfast. She was a culinary genius, and her pastries were the epitome of indulgence. I went to the kitchen and picked up an apple pie before heading to the garden. I had been subjected to a lot of shitty confectionery on my trip, and now that I was back, I planned to stuff my face with Aunty Ania's pastries until I got the longing out of my system. The garden was a sanctuary of tranquillity, a lush haven adorned with vibrant flowers and the soothing melody of chirping birds. I found my

Aeron We sat in silence for a bit while I let what Aunt Rukky said sink in. "What if the dream walker isn't close to her. How will she get the ability?" Grandfather asked her. "She has to establish a form of connection. Maybe the dream walker accidentally wandered into her dream, or she has a scrying magic. Anything is possible where Stasia is concerned. She is completely sold to the Dark. It is bound to give her unfathomable powers." Rukky said and chuckled. "If only King Mustapha knew her source, he wouldn't be so trusting, seeing that his main aim is to free our people from the Dark. It is a twisted state of being," she said with a light chuckle, but I found no humour in her words. I still couldn't shake off the fact that I wasn't safe from Stasia in my dreams. "I did not know what drew me to you the other night, but I am glad I was in that dream. Stasia wants something from you, and being her king isn't one of those things," she said with a matter-of-fact tone that let me know